Original tune: It Came upon a Midnight Clear; Richard Storrs Willis, 1819-1900
Luke 1:46-55
O magnify the Lord with me, exalt his name on high.
Our king is born in Bethlehem; the virgin Mary's cry.
"Why me," my Lord a peasant girl, "would God's own glory fill?"
The mighty one has done great things to prove his sovereign will.
Come all and marvel at this gift, the son of God's own birth.
The world will hear the Savior cry, we know not of his worth.
Yet he will bear our sin for us, the child divine, he came.
And though rejected by us all we celebrate his name.
He scatters all the proud of heart and draws the humble near.
Fills all the wanting souls with good, mercy toward those who fear.
Look now to Christ who overcomes is born this day to men.
Fall down upon your knees, repent; forgiveness of our sin.
O magnify the Lord with me, exalt his name on high.
Our king is born in Bethlehem; the sinner's hope is nigh.
Rejoice and sing like Mary sang, unfailing love, his name.
and he is faithful to redeem and spread his sovereign fame.
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